things i never thought i'd say...

I feel fat. Really. I do. (Okay, half the women who have seen me will probably hate me now.) It's the product of wearing handover jeans from my younger sister. She gave them to me when she could no longer slip into them. In truth, neither can i. I squeezed into them. And I can feel all the subcutaneous layers making their presence known. Ick. To think that I just came from the gym yesterday. Sigh.

(oh, happy birthday mom!)